Free Rage (Galactic Cage Fighters) by KD Jones Page A

relationship with any other woman in years.”
    “Except for Zara.”
    “How did you hear about her?”
    “Doesn’t matter.”
    “They were together briefly a long time ago. They have been nothing but friends ever since.”
    It felt good hearing that from Rage’s best friend. “Let’s drop this topic and concentrate on keeping me alive through this fight.”
    “Agreed. Hearing about my best friend’s penis is a buzz kill.”
    Rachel laughed. The tension left her immediately. She was able to concentrate on her training.
    They spent the next two hours practicing different submission holds and ways of breaking out of those holds. Talon was pleased with what she had learned from Rage. He also showed her a few new moves she hadn’t had a chance to learn yet.
    They stopped right before lunch. Talon suggested that she should eat, take a long nap, and then start with warming exercises when she woke back up to prepare her body for the fight. Talon left first and Rachel planned to follow, but a shadow crossed her path, blocking her way to the cafeteria.
    “You’re doing very well , Rachel,” Rage said. She didn’t know why it meant so much to her to have Rage compliment her fighting skills, but it did.
    “Thanks .” She tried to walk past him.
    He reached out and grabbed her arm, pulling her into his tight embrace. “I’ve missed you,” he whispered.
    She leaned into him. It felt so good. But she felt like a fake. How could she be developing feelings for a man that was a part of her investigation? He didn’t really know her, either. When he found out, everything between them would be over. She closed her eyes and just savored being in his arms. “I really missed you, too.”
    He kissed her briefly on the lips and then released her. “Come on, let’s get something to eat and then we will go … nap just like Talon recommended.”
    She smiled at him. “I don’t think Talon had you in mind when he suggested napping.”
    He gave her a lustful look. “I promise you will nap … when I am done with you.”
    She rolled her eyes at him and giggled. “You are going to be the death of me , halfsie.”
    They ate a quick lunch. Rage practically shoved the food down her throat and then herded her out of the eating facility. When they reached his suite, Rachel headed to the bathroom to take a shower. She should have known he would not allow her to get naked without him being there.
    She was standing inside the large shower putting shampoo in her hair. She felt a slight breeze on her backside and glanced over her shoulder. Rage stood there in all his naked glory, fully aroused. Damn, the man was big everywhere.
    “You are so beautiful,” he told her as he reached for the soap. He lathered up his hands, rubbed the soap over her shoulders, down her arms, and up and down her smooth back. He especially took care to soap up her ass, spreading her cheeks wide and rubbing down her sensitive crease. She had never been a back door kind of girl, but she was definitely considering giving it a try if he wanted that.
    He lathered up his hands again and pulled her back against his front. He reached around and smoothed suds over her breasts, her tight stomach, and her hips. When he reached her shaved pussy, she was ready for him. She pushed her crotch further into his hands.
    “Rage.” She ached for him.
    “ Shhh … I need to clean you everywhere,” he whispered in her ear and pressed a finger inside her.
    He inserted a second finger, pumping in and out of her while he pressed his cock against her ass. Her arousal heightened to the point where she needed to come desperately. She moaned as the pressure built up inside of her. “Please, Rage.”
    He growled. “Put your hands against the wall.” He used his hands to push her gently but firml y forward and bent her down at the angle he desired. “Spread your legs for me, baby.” He moved forward, pressing his stiff member to her dripping wet entrance.
    Rachel tried to force him